The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wan was lying on her back on the soft big bed.

Ye Yuchen pressed her under her body, and her strong male hormone aura enveloped her tightly.

"That... you get up first."

Mu Wanqing struggled twice, trying to push the man up, but found that his strength was like cotton and it didn't work at all.

The little hand that touched his chest was suddenly captured.

Ye Yuchen squeezed her two wrists with her big palms and pressed them on top of her head, confining them properly.

"Qingqin, is this enough to help you remember?" His thin lips twitched lightly, a little joking with a smile.

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's face flushed suddenly.

The passion and enchantment of that night suddenly came to mind, and there seemed to be two intertwined figures in a trance.

"Reminiscence, I don't understand what you mean."

Mu Wan dodged his eyes, struggling to pull his wrist back from the man's palm and put it on his chest.

"I don't understand, eh?" Ye Yuchen chuckled suddenly.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, and saw the little wild cat with its teeth and claws. At this moment, there was a trace of tension and panic in his beautiful eyes.

Mu Wanqing angrily said, "Ye Yuchen, I warn you that it is best not to think about me."

"Oh?" He said slightly.

If he wanted to include kissing and hugging, he might have had this idea for too long.

"A fairy like me can't be desecrated!" Mu Wanqing said righteously, her red lips pursed slightly.

Ye Shengkun and Shen Jingshu intend to marry her to him.

But she would never agree, let alone forget everything in the previous life, and start this relationship selfishly.

"Heh..." Ye Yuchen sneered.

The strong arm rested on Mu Wanqing's head, and the other hand slid gently along her cheek.

Some cold fingertips touched her delicate skin, suddenly stopped on the chin, suddenly lifted.

"It seems that your memory is not deep enough."

When the voice fell, Ye Yuchen leaned forward, caught her lips unexpectedly, and blocked her resistance and sophistry abruptly.

"Well……"

Mu Wan opened his eyes wide.

Those clear peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of consternation, and then they were annoyed and at a loss, but they couldn't conceal the squiggly waves and the emotional softness.

"Qingqin, I am straight."

Ye Yuchen slowly loosened the two delicate lips, looking at her eyes, the ink color was calm.

"and……"

His thin lips moved, touching her lips lightly, and slowly leaning towards his ears against his cheeks, sighing like charm, "I am yours."

"Wha...well..."

Mu Wanqing was about to speak, but Ye Yuchen wrapped her long arms around her waist, drawing her into his arms.

In an instant, he turned over and lay down beside the girl, hugging her on her side, and then covering her lips.

Lips and teeth intertwined, ears and temples rubbed together.

Ye Yuchen's hot body pressed tightly against her delicate body, and gradually became agitated in the deep kiss.

"Don't..."

Mu Wanqing pushed, but to no avail.

She used her mind to mobilize the martial arts system, but the pupil of the angel seemed to be asleep, unmoved.

Ye Yuchen's big palm suddenly slipped into her clothes room and gently stroked her skin, causing her delicate body to tremble violently.

That feeling again, the feeling that night.

He was moved, and she was moved.

"Qinqin, I'll say it again..." Ye Yuchen kissed her forehead lightly, followed by the center of the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, the chin, and finally lingered on the clavicle.

"marry me."